[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

"In that case, yes."

Thinking of Mrs. Hudson's 1.5-meter single bed, single Wang Huasheng agreed very much.

Having sex with a female ticket requires a bigger and more comfortable bed, and a rough guy can handle anything by himself.

The deceased's room was about [-] square meters. The single apartment was designed as a straight room. You can see the bedroom directly when you enter the door. On the left is the kitchen separated by glass, and on the right is the bathroom.

A few seconds after everyone came in, Xi Ya saw the deceased lying in the bathtub on the right and immediately said "Sorry, I won". The explanation is not clear, and then, doubts gradually emerge.

The closed kitchen, the closed wardrobe, the socks caught in the pile of socks, the underwear in the pile of underwear... How did Shia, who hadn't checked the room beforehand, know these things?

Could it be that she has clairvoyant eyes and can see what's inside through solid glass and wood?

Shea could guess what they were thinking, and brought everyone back to the bathroom again, pointing to the open toilet, "The toilet can determine whether the occupant in the room is a man or a woman, and the differences in reproductive organs between men and women lead them to go to the toilet. The posture of the number is different, women will get used to putting down the cover, and there are men when the cover is turned up."

"Isn't such a judgment too hasty?"

Elizabeth frowned, "What if the deceased likes to turn up the cover?"

Xi Ya tilted her head and glanced at her with an innocent face: "There is no man who can ask such a question."

Elizabeth without a man: "..."

Lestrade, who couldn't understand the atmosphere, kindly explained: "Men stand to relieve their hands, especially if there are women in the family, in order to prevent urine from getting on the toilet, they will turn up the cover." So it is not common sense to ask such a question. The person with the problem must not have a man at home.

Lestrade didn't express the meaning of what he said clearly, but he explained things in such an easy-to-understand way that it was basically the same as saying it.

Elizabeth's face was red and white, angry.

Xia ignored her and continued: "Many people make a common sense mistake, thinking that people who call the police will not put themselves in a dangerous situation, so people who call the police are often removed from the list of suspects immediately. Facts have proved that many At that time, in order to clear the suspicion, the murderer called out to stop the thief, actively called the police, and described the process of discovering the body clearly, providing sufficient alibi and the accidental discovery of the body."

At the door, someone clenched their fists nervously.

"In this world, there is no pure chance, but only necessity, and necessity pretending to be accidental."

Shia looked at a man in a black suit at the door. The man stood there before they came to the scene, and had been standing there, listening quietly, as if he had nothing to do with it. "Mr. Murderer, are you right?"

The man was taken aback, and smiled: "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you are talking about. I just didn't see that Ben was at work, and no one answered the phone. I was worried that something might happen to her. I came to have a look when I was free, and found her lying on the bed. Killed himself by slitting his wrists in the bathtub, so called the police."

When he said this, everyone understood that he was the informant, Sammy Milton, the manager of the restaurant where the deceased worked.

Xi Ya raised her hand and knocked on the door panel, and the sound of thud, thump, thump drew everyone's attention, "Listen, what is this sound?"

Milton: "...a knock on the door."

"Boom-"

"咚咚-"

Shia knocked again, knocking with varying frequency, "Correct answer. Then do you know, under what circumstances, can a person distinguish the identity of someone by knocking on the door?"

Watson tentatively said, "Sherlock can."

Sherlock nodded with embarrassment: "Everyone has different habits. After listening to it a few times, it is easy to distinguish a person's identity from his specific behavior, footsteps, and door knocks. Mycroft has obsessive-compulsive disorder , Every time I come to 221B, I will unconsciously correct the tilted house number, and I can tell who is coming at a glance."

To prove that what he said was right, Sherlock pointed to Lestrade who was in a daze and didn't understand what they were talking about, "There are difficult cases, his footsteps will be one-third louder than usual One, a quarter faster breathing rate."

Lestrade, who hadn't noticed it at all: "..."

I always feel that Sherlock, who can tell who the opponent is from the sound of footsteps and breathing, is a bit scary, well, he has always been so scary.

Shia nodded. She knew how terrifying the unconscious behavior of OCD patients was.

Most of the time, I did it without realizing it. Afterwards, I still looked relaxed and calm, and I didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with repeatedly tearing off a post-it note and pasting it just to align with the line of the notebook.

"A person's mood greatly affects his behavior and style. To put it plainly, when you successfully receive a big order and your mood is smooth, the sky on this day is extraordinarily beautiful. Everyone thinks it looks good. Even the boss who often excuses you to deduct your salary doesn’t look so odious. At this time, your steps will become brisk, which is about the same as when you go camping with full expectations.”

"If it's really difficult to understand... well, from your men's point of view, it's about 30 years of being single with the mentality that you must have a sex before you die, and use the dating/cannon software to date a beautiful girl with big breasts and buttocks. , book a hotel, and immediately have sex with a girl to get rid of the excitement of being a virgin."

Men: "..."

"Cough" Linse cast a look of disapproval.

Xi Ya turned her head silently, not daring to look at her father who had been lonely for many years.

She regrets it!What he said just now was not thoughtful, he accidentally included his favorite father and lord, and silently sent two arrows with one arrow, which made his knees hurt.

"Hey, it's almost like this anyway, if you don't understand, just ask a girl to come over..."

Sensing the gaze from her father, Xi Ya coughed and returned to the topic of running away, "Cough, maybe you haven't realized that you have a habit."

Milton: "What habits do I have?"

"People who work in restaurants can be easily identified, because of the daily work requirements, whether it is hairstyle, clothing, hands, nails are very distinctive. The hairstyle is combed back, no bangs are left, and the clothing tends to be simple and simple, especially their Hands and nails, more than 90% of people develop acquired cleanliness."

Shea looked at Milton's hand beside him, "Using disposable disinfectant in the restaurant all the year round has made you a habit. Once your hands are stained with dust and blood, you have washed them two or three times before you notice it Press down on the sanitizer and apply it carefully. I said it, right?"

Milton froze, then smiled again: "So what? Many people who work in restaurants have this habit, and it's not just our restaurant that uses hand sanitizer."

"Heh, do you know the difference between the disinfectant at the deceased's house and your restaurant's?"

Xi Ya laughed, laughed at him for being stubborn, laughed at him not crying when he saw the coffin.

"What's the difference? The same disinfectant..."

Milton answered casually, but halfway through the answer he realized he had fallen into a trap.

"Ha ha."

Xi Ya picked up the one-third of the hand sanitizer left next to the sink, and said slowly, "Yes, Mr. Manager, you really know the employees of your restaurant. Not only do you have the key to her house, you can enter the door. I also know that the disinfectant used in her home is the same as that used in the restaurant, so responsible, responsible, ah!"

Suddenly, Lestrade realized.

Yes, if Milton had no intimate relationship with the deceased, how could he have the key to the deceased's house, and how could he safely enter the room without picking the door lock and find the deceased in the bathroom?

I got the key from the landlady...

Milton wanted to explain that before he came, he thought about the questions he might be asked many times in advance, and prepared the answers one by one. In order to avoid being suspected, he even borrowed the key from the landlady. Caught the flaw.

No, there is still a chance! "I'm used to disinfectant..."

"You want to say that the deceased was used to using the disinfectant from the restaurant, so he must have used the same disinfectant at home?"

Shia waited for him to speak, and cut off his words at the right time, "Let me tell you one more thing, the deceased had a slight cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder, which can be seen from the fact that she likes to use the same brand of things. Look, shampoo, bath She used the same brand of milk and hand sanitizer, including the facial cleanser and lotion on top, and the only different brand was the sanitizer.”

Why would a person who has obsessive-compulsive disorder to replace all daily necessities with the same brand be willing to tolerate a different brand in his life?

OCD patients are often not deeply aware of their OCD in some aspects, but the deceased was not. She realized that she was different to Milton, and she was willing to change her habits for him and force herself to endure.

However, Milton failed her.

"Let me guess, the reason why you killed her was because she didn't want to keep dealing with you secretly, and wanted to be your daughter-in-law and marry you in a fair manner."

Milton gritted his teeth.

Shea saw the loving expression on the face of the deceased stroking her lower abdomen, and the shock and sadness when she drank milk containing sleeping pills and was taken to the bathroom to cut her wrists in a daze.

The deceased's greatest emotion before his death was not meeting a scumbag who killed her, but her child, a child who was immature for less than two months and could not come to this world.

"She wants to marry you simply because she is pregnant and wants to give the unborn child a home. She was abandoned since she was a child and grew up in an orphanage. She has never felt the warmth of a family and the feeling of having parents. She hopes that she My child came into this world with the hope of his parents, to have a wonderful family."

Those who have never lost will never understand how much they yearn for the elusive warmth.

People who have been abandoned by their parents since they were young, would like to ask: If you want to abandon, why do you have to give birth?

It is better to die at the beginning than to be abandoned at birth.

作者有话要说：蝙超的黥焚(套套)扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2017-04-0700:06:33

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Thanks for feeding, chirp——

The author is also a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, and must have little red flowers every day_(:з」∠)_